Chapter Three
Wayne saw the conflicting emotions cross her face. He flicked her clit to gain her attention. His dick threatened to burst out of his zipper. He was so hard.
He moved a hand away from the wall, and he placed her free hand over his cock confined to his pants.
“Touch me,” he said. Her small hand circled around his cock as much as possible through the trousers. Her gasp made his blood race. Wayne knew from her innocent reactions that she was becoming attracted to him. Her leaking cunt confirmed it. She was so wet and juicy. Her hips were thrusting on his hands trying to get him to play with her nub. Wayne smiled and ran his fingers through her slit, gathering her juice on two of his fingers, and then to shock her a little more, he brought those fingers to his lips and sucked off her cream. Her husky scent teased his nostrils, and he wanted more. He needed to put his face in her cunt and lick her clean. If they were in his own office and not her parents, he’d have her spread over the desk, half-naked and close to her second climax. From her reaction, this place didn’t offer her many fun memories.
“You’re so big,” she mumbled.
Wayne knew then she didn’t possess any sexual experience beyond the merest fumble in a car somewhere.
Her innocence astounded him.
“You taste good,” he whispered near her ear. His lips locked on the flesh. She bowed to his touch, and Wayne knew he’d found her sweet spot.
Their pants filled the air around them, and he wanted to see her come undone in his arms, to watch the flow of arousal consume her.
“Come for me.” His fingers found her swollen clit, and she groaned. Her legs quivered. He supported her with his weight against the bookshelf. His two fingers ran along her slit and clit. “Look at me. I want to see you explode,” he said. Her beautiful eyes pierced him with the desperation she must be feeling. “I’ll take care of you, baby.” Wayne knew more than anything he’d give this girl the world if only she opened up and gave him a tiny piece of herself.
All he wanted was the promise of a future with her.
With a few taps on her clit, Lily came apart within seconds. Her hands on his body squeezed, and her cry of pleasure erupted in the air. Wayne swallowed down her kiss, muffling the sound so no one but he could hear or know what was happening.
What would it be like to have his cock inside her pussy when she contracted around him? Would she get tighter as she thrashed wildly around him? Or would she be peaceful and serene? Either way, Wayne was going to be the one and only man to make her lose total control.
“Give me your answer.” He growled, sucking her juice from his fingers.
A nice red blush stained her cheeks and the top of her chest. Wayne desired to pull her gown down and suck on her sweet, hot nipples. How many times had he fantasized about seeing this voluptuous woman naked? Spread before him on the silk sheets of his four-poster bed?
“Please, give me more time?” Her voice quivered, and her body shook. Deep down, he wanted to take her in his arms and protect her from everything threatening to pose harm. He needed to stay strong.
“I want your answer now.”
“Please...”
“Now or never, Lily.” Wayne pulled away and shut off his emotions. It was time to think with his head and nothing else. “When I get to the door, I better have your answer. If I leave this room without any answer, the debt collectors will come knocking tomorrow. It’s your decision, Lily.”
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Wayne caught her face in his palms. He looked deep into her eyes. “Because you’re the one that caught my attention.”
Without a second look, he walked the short distance to the door, each step like a ticking clock in his mind. Wayne closed his eyes and prayed she wouldn’t be stupid. She wouldn’t test his resolve. They didn’t call him the Beast for nothing.
Hearing her sob caught at his heart, breaking a little at what he was doing. One way or the other, she’d realize he wasn’t the monster everyone painted him as.
All families had their secrets and so did he. Scars, physical and emotional, bound him just like her. The desire to look back and promise her it would be all right was so strong that he decided to shut himself off from it all. The man in the boardroom took shit from no one.
The heartbeat in his chest increased in speed, the door got closer with every step he took, and he had no way of seeing what she was doing behind him.
A hand on the doorknob.
This was it. Her last chance to save herself and her family.
Wayne turned the knob slowly, giving her every second chance possible.
A twist, a sob, another twist. So close to being out of the room.
“Please, stop. I’ll marry you, please don’t leave.” Her plea snared him, and he went back to where she stood.
One of her hands was trapped in a tangle of her hair, while the other clutched at her stomach, tears streaming down her face.
If he could still find it in him to cry, he would at this very moment. The euphoria inside him was unlike anything he was used to.
“An excellent answer,” he said. He picked her up in his arms and moved out of the room.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asked. Wayne didn’t care. He came to the Jones’s house with the intent of having this woman. Mission accomplished, he intended to get on with the next stage of his plan. He’d acquired her through blackmail and he would have to use everything at his disposal to show her the man within. He wouldn’t quit until everything was bound and legal. Lily wouldn’t ever be able to leave him.
“I’m taking you away from here. You’re going to be my wife and not be treated like some slave.” He kicked the door, and it swung outward. George, Jessica, and Stephanie came running over. He saw them watching. Her father looked shamed and gazed at the floor. Her mother pressed a hand to her heart and smiled, and Stephanie shot daggers at Lily. Wayne saw all the reactions, and he was disgusted with them all.
“Where are you taking her?” Jessica came forward, all motherly pretence included.
“Away from you. You’ll be invited to the wedding, but with regards to anything else, you’d better stay away,” he warned. “My lawyers will be in contact.”
He left them behind. Caring for his woman was now at the forefront of his mind. “You can put me down now,” Lily said.
“I like having you in my arms.”
“I’m too heavy.”
“Is that what they all told you? Nonsense, Lily, I’ll carry you whenever I want.” He’d carry her over the threshold as a married couple. And he’d do the same on his wedding night when he took her to bed.
Wayne was determined to wait until his wedding night, giving Lily the proper white wedding she deserved, and hopefully, win some brownie points with her.